Scruff

Lore:

Life in Zaun is great… if you're a Chem-Baron! And even then, most of your reputation bases itself on you being a scum among scums. You might be rich and influential, but you always have to watch your back for any knives that might be flying in your direction. But still, it's somewhat easier for them then it is for the rest of the Zaunites. And especially those that live in the dump; Those that live in the junkyards and heaps of metal that contaminate the lower regions of this dark city; Those that scurry in and between the filth like rats; and those that are rats, some too large for any person to handle by themselves. However, the real problem lies in the vermin that are seen the most in these areas. Homeless people, with nowhere to go and nowhere to be, surviving on whatever they can find amidst the piles of garbage. Where did they come from? Nobody knows, nor those anyone care. However, despite their insignificance as individuals, only bothersome when in many, some still manage to stand above the rest. One notable example of a homeless Zaunite who's hard to ignore is man with no name of his own, but one given to him by those that look down on him. Enter Scruff, a homeless Zaunite just like any other homeless Zaunite… but as big as the piles he stands on! An amnesiac that was seemingly found one day inside a dumpster, Scruff remembers nothing of his life before he found himself amidst a pile of trash. Although he took the name "Scruff" for himself, supposedly because it sounded "cool". But as enigmatic as he might be, Scruff seems to have no interest in discovering his former identity. All he ever does is just hang out in the garbage, with or without his homeless friends, just trying to make it through the day. And one day, all too close before he didn't make it through. In what seemed like yet another miserable day as a homeless Zaunite, Scruff woke up in the junkyard, only to find himself amidst complete silence. His friends were missing, and all the other homelesses who weren't his friends weren't there either. But then he look from behind one of the piles, and there he saw his friends lying on the dirty ground, as the filthy water beneath them was mixed with their blood. And above them, Zaunite mercenaries. All too conspicuous, it didn't take long for them to notice Scruff. A mad chase ensued, as Scruff climbed on every garbage heap he could just to get away, only to slide from it. Over and over he did again, and he was nearly caught if it weren't for his large stature so that he could the merc like he was some kind of toy. But they were too many, and he kept running without even thinking. But then he saw it: the same dumpster from which he was found, still standing there all these years. Without a second thought, he just hid inside it. And as noises of cigarette-choked voices surrounded the dumpster, Scruff tried to remain as silent as possible. But that's when he saw it: a large mechanical device, shaped like a pot and big as trash can. Looking at the device, it felt familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. But without examining it, Scruff jumped out of the dumpster with the device at hand and intuitively a pressed a button on it without even looking at where it is. Aimed at one of the mercs, within seconds, he was reduced to nothing but skin and bones, completely dehydrated of all his fluids as he fell to the floor like a mop without a wall to lean on. Frightened, the mercenaries quickly retreated. Though he is safe now, he could not have saved his friends. But then it came to him: "Bucky!" that is the name of the device. But why, who, or what is Bucky? Knowing now the dangers of device, Scruff realizes that there was more to him before he became homeless. And with his friends dead and his life in peril, Scruff thought that his only hope is finding out who he was and why there are Zaunite mercenaries after homeless people. But where to start searching?  Well… there is only one definite clue: Bucky!

Appearance:

Scruff is a large man wearing torn disheveled Zaunite cloths, akin to that of a homeless man. He carries with him Bucky, a hextech device, shaped like a pot, big as a trash can and colored white.